Daughters Down Testo

Wendetta black against her
Your bloody mouth against her
Raped of everything she owned
It's so lonely at the bottom
Putting pieces of a pizzle
Back together we've forgotten
[chorus]
Throw your daughters down
Hold your daughters down
Seeing beauty turn to waste
Let your ego be the death of me
Hand held tight behind my back
Stealing all that's precious to me
Wouldd you do this to your own?
Breaking, lying to my face
I can see you're still the same
Kill before and kill again
I WILL FIGHT UNTIL THE DEATH